Paradise is my home. It's filled with every luxury imaginable, but it comes with a shadow of darkness. It has bars—bars to keep me in, to make sure I don’t get out.
My brain says my Stockholm syndrome kicked in and I fell in love with the devil.
My heart says the pull, the attraction, the affection is what made me fall for him.
As for me, I don’t know what is true. I only know one thing: I feel for him, but can I submit to him?
Aayansh Ahluwalia has succeeded in possessing my soul, but the grudge still remains. So how can I submit to him? The line has to be drawn, and I draw it, hoping to put bars around me so he cannot reach me.
Tisha Chopra will submit to me. She doesn’t know it yet, but she wants to. The righteous part of her personality is stopping her. I will scorch that part away so what remains is the soul that is bound to me forever.